I have often heard and been asked why women like "bad boys," or, why women never want the "nice guys." I don't think that women love bad boys or dislike nice guys. Personally, I don't want a "yes" man always trying to say and do the right thing. But, I also don't want someone who disrespects me and dismisses me. For me, I like someone who can compliment me and challenge me there has to be a balance. I wrote a lot about letting men take the lead, but it is very hard to follow someone who lets you walk all over them.

Please do not take this offensively, but a man needs to be somewhere between a Pomeranian and a Pit bull. I am not saying that men are dogs; I have several men in my life who I love and respect and I do not subscribe to the belief that all men are dogs. In any case, Pomeranians are a sweet, people-pleasing breed, whereas, Pit bulls are naturally aggressive and can be trained to protect. Both are fiercely loyal to their people, which is the basis of a good relationship; however, in waiting for the leader of my home, I would be more inclined to submit to someone who knows how to not only be adorable and pleasant, but also knows when to be aggressive and protect.

Nice guys don’t have to finish last if they have a balance of sweet and swag. The aforementioned men in my life that I love and respect show these qualities towards their wives. They are just a quick to send flowers as they are the stand up for the things in which they believe. They are confident, but not cocky. Their wives feel respected and protected. That is what I want. I am positive that there are other women who feel the same way. It is nice to get my way, but if I am headed in the wrong direction, I want to know that my mate is not going to stand by and puff up my ego while I walk off of a cliff. Women do like to be treated like queens, but by someone who can stand up and be king. Just like guys will date the promiscuous girl, but marry the pure one; there are women that will date a wimp, but will marry the warrior. Ms. EV

I had to repost this because I needed a reminder about why I don't do this after I saw a lovely ribeye that I cannot afford on my television screen. Enjoy!Yesterday, I was approached by a young man as I was leaving from picking up lunch. And, when I say young, I mean he was “I could have taught him a few years back” young. He wanted to “take me to dinner some time.” Just the other day, I was telling a friend of mine that I can’t see going on a date with someone I am not attracted to and she replied that she would love to have someone else pay for dinner, which is fine…for her.

I love to eat. Food is one of my passions. I watch shows about food that I would never try because I am super finicky and over the summer, I learn to cook and bake new delicacies. When I was younger, I could not see doing much of anything by myself, especially eating dinner in a restaurant. But, as I have grown older and remained single, I realized that if I did not learn how to eat by myself, I would miss out on new eateries. So, I have developed a way of eating alone with which I am comfortable.

When I was in my twenties, did not have much money, and was looking to have fun, if he was willing to pay, I was willing to share a meal with him. Now, I am older and for me, dating someone is about getting to know someone with whom I could share my life, not just a meal. I know that not everyone I date will be husband material for me, but as I said in my blog, Superficial or Super-Specific, I know the basic attributes of the man for whom I am waiting. So, if a person does not possess those attributes, I do not want to waste my time or his money. My last and most significant relationships started with a dinner date, but before there was dinner, there was attraction. I am still single so obviously they did not turn out the way I had envisioned, but it was a step in the right direction.

Everyone has their own methods of getting by as a single person, and I do not knock anything that is not clearly spelled out in Biblical principles. For me, every time I go to dinner by myself, it reminds me of how God has helped me to overcome a fear that I had. It shows me how much God has blessed me because I am able to treat myself. I am not so independent that I would not allow to whom I am attracted to woo me. However, I am not going to settle and go on a date just for dinner. Ms. EV

I wrote this months ago, but it seems appropriate for today, as I continue to consider my options for dating and marriage...When I wrote Pray While You’re Prey, one of the sections focused on knowing exactly what you are looking for in a potential suitor. A lot has changed since then, but the potential mate that I desire has not. We often hear that men are more visual and women are more emotional, but when people hear the traits I look for in a mate, they are sometimes critical of my list. I have even been called superficial. “But what if you miss out on your soul mate because of your list?” they ask. I truly appreciate the concern. Yet, it’s funny to me that when a man lists physical attributes he likes, no one bats an eye. Furthermore, this list is not random and most of it has nothing to do with physical attributes; it is a well-thought-out list from years of experience.

When I was 20, I had a list; it had 50 items on it. With my ex-husband, I settled on two of those things. Notice that I said ex-husband. It wasn’t the two things I compromised on that broke us up, but if I had stuck firmly to the list, perhaps, I would not have dated or married him. I was very proud of myself when at 25, the list was pared down to seven things. I like alliteration, in case you can’t tell, so they are called my Seven S’s for my Suitors (Note that 7 is the number of spiritual perfection, just saying):

1. Saved2. Sanctified3. Smart4. Secure5. Stable6. Supportive7. Sexy

So, the first two go together, and they are both necessary. A lot of people are saved and going to heaven. That is a good start, and for me, it is a necessity. You must be a Christian; not a spiritual person, but an "I am not ashamed of the Gospel of Jesus Christ" Christian. I have a real relationship with Christ, I go to church regularly, and I understand my role in stewardship, so I need to be with someone who, in addition to being saved, understands that we have to be set apart for God. Sanctification is a process. The person that I am is changed daily, sometimes hourly, with each interaction with God; He is making me more holy. Any soulmate of mine would need to understand that as we grow in Christ, we may change, but it will only be for the better.

Number 3 is very important to me because I am intelligent; I am not bragging, I just am. I am not saying you have to be an astrophysicist, but it is nice to have someone with whom I can match wits. I also think that you have to be smart to be funny and I love a great sense of humor. Laughter is a huge part of my upbringing and I plan to raise my children in a world filled with laughter. I understand that intellect does not always come from education, so that is not what I mean. I know plenty of people who have professional degrees and are not the brightest bulbs in the box. And, I know some with no degree who are among the wisest people I know. However, I have had experiences where a person felt intimidated by my level of education and it often leads to the opposite of Number 4.

Security is very important for both parties in a relationship. Being confident in yourself can thwart many relationship issues. Trust me, I have been the jealous girl; it is not cute. And though, it is kind of hot, when your man notices someone else noticing you; it is super creepy when the guy becomes overly possessive. This leads to Number 5, when I say stable, I mean in every way possible, but specifically, mentally, emotionally and financially. I have dealt with the other side of all of these and it is not pretty. I had to learn the hard way that I cannot fix someone who is broken mentally and emotionally. There is no amount of care or nurturing I can give that will save that person. He has to rely on God to mend his brokenness. And, when it comes to finances, I am by no means a gold digger, but I also wouldn’t mind not having to work and being able to focus on my dreams. The truth of the matter is that I, with God’s help am able to support myself financially, and I am accustomed to a certain lifestyle that I do not think I should have to abandon. Jesus said life MORE abundantly. So, as I told my aunt, I have the cake, so when I am in a relationship, I want the icing, whether that comes in a two-income household or in my husband providing for the family while I pursue my other goals and dreams, which leads to Number 6.

I know that God has awesome assignments for all of His children. I love using my talents to worship Him. So, I desire a mate who understands my dreams and supports them. I come from literally the most supportive family on Earth. It is what I am used to and I cannot see myself giving that up for a relationship. I also am a very supportive person, sometimes to a fault, and I have been in relationships where support is not reciprocated; it leads to resentment and can destroy a relationship. Other than the first two, this list is not in an order or importance, I want it all. Number 7 is always the controversial one. First of all, take a deep breath and get over the fact that the church girl said the word “sexy.” It means different things to different people, but I am talking about looks. The only issue I have had with looks is that I admittedly have a “pretty boy” problem. Nonetheless, I know this about myself, so I have learned how not to let looks overshadow glaring red flags. That being said, I still believe that physical attraction is important. What I find attractive may not match others. I have no specifications on race, but in nearly every other category I have a type and one of my non-negotiables on looks is height because if you know me, you know that I am 70 inches tall. I get chastised for this requirement all the time, but it is my right to want to feel dainty and protected by my mate. Read that however you wish to read it.

My list is not anyone else’s list. Even dating websites tell me I am too particular. But, that’s okay, you see, I know Someone who can do the impossible, so I feel pretty secure in having a list. And, I encourage people, especially women, to know what they want whether it is three things or seventy things; if you don’t stand for something, you just might fall for anything. So, am I being superficial or just super-specific? I would love to know your thoughts. Do you have a list? Share it if you feel comfortable doing so; I would love to start a dialogue on this on my Facebook page. Whatever you do, and whomever you love, make sure you love God first and He will take care of the rest. Ms. EV

Ray Charles had a song called, "Sorry Seems to Be the Hardest Word." I am not sure that is the case. It seems that when people do wrong, they have no problem saying, "Sorry." The problem lies in actually truly meaning it. I think it was in Sunday school a couple of weeks ago that a comennt was made about apologies that really stuck with me: "There is a difference between apologizing and repenting. Both of them mean you regret what you did, but repentance means you will change." This is not the exact statement, but it is the gist of it.Last week, someone commited an act, not against me, but against two of my family members, which is probably worse in my books. I felt intense anger towards this person's actions, which led to my realization that my anger issues were no longer in check (see Anger Management from yesterday). After the incident, I overheard the person apologizing, "I'm sorry guys...I should have...my fault." I thought, "Wow! That was big of him." And, once I knew that one of my family members had calmed down and the other one would, I calmed down and I thought that this person would do better when he got the opportunity to do so. I was wrong.After, my bold declaration of learning to deal with my anger, I think the devil took offense to me leaving the dark side that I had visited momentarily. The same person did the same thing again and with a much worse reaction this time from one of my family members. With clinched fists, ready to bark, I formulated just exactly which piece of my mind I was going to give this person. Then, I realized that it was a trap. I took a deep breath. I counted to ten. I walked away, called my mother and just snarled for a few minutes. I know that getting angry was not helping my family member and that, if I did say what was on my mind, it would make things even worse. So, I took another really deep breath because my heart seemed as if it would pound right out of my chest. I counted to ten again. Then, I went back to the rest of my family and resisted the temptation to blow up.When I got home, I saw a teaser on the news for a story and it said, "Could you forgive someone who stole millions of dollars from you? Could you thank them for doing it?" It went on to say that there will be a feature story about a beloved local legend forgiving and thanking someone who violated him. Then, as I talked with my best friend, she advised, that to let out my beef with this person that I should write a letter that I never send, so I can get my thoughts out. I retorted that the letter might find its way to the person if I did that. And then, this morning, after having to walk behind and hear the voice of the person who had commited the offense (and, by the way, he did not apologize this time), another devotion in my inbox about anger.So, in an effort to be obedient and move forward, here is what I have to say, "_____, I forgive you. I do not understand why you do things to hurt people, and seemingly do them on purpose. I do not know what joy you may get from breaking people's spirits or if you even realize what a terrible example you are being to young people who go out of their way to respect you and for whatever reason may even look up to you. What I do know is that I pray for my family, and we love God. I know that He is in total and complete control over our lives, not you. I am sorry that I have given you so much power and I pray that my family does not give you anymore power to make them upset or hurt their feelings. In fact, I want to thank you because I did not know that dangerously high levels of anger still existed within me. That is something that I need to keep in check and I thank God for showing me that through your ignorance. I will not harbor any ill will towards you. I will pray that God has mercy on you and your family, and that no one ever treats you the way that you treat other people. I do not expect you to apologize because I am not sure that you have a conscience, but that is between you and God. When it comes down to it, God has control over all things and whatever is best for my family is what God will see through to fruition. Everyone needs a "Pharaoh" to push them out of their comfort zone and help them to depend solely on the one true, God. So, thank you for helping me refocus on Someone who actually has an impact on my life and my family's life."I'm not sure that "Sorry" is the hardest word. But, "I forgive you," that phrase is a doozy. Nevertheless, if Christ can forgive the very same people who crucified Him, we should all be able to forgive those who offend us and those whom we love. It's definitely not easy, but I am going to keep trying because forgiveness brings freedom and peace. And, couldn't we all use a little more peace in our lives? If you are feeling uptight or angry, try to identify who or what is upsetting you, and choose forgiveness, even if the person you have to forgive is you. Then, go weigh yourself because you are going to feel so much lighter with that burden lifted. Have a great weekend! Ms. EV

"Anger is only one letter away from danger...," I keep trying to remind myself of that, and yet, lately I have noticed that my anger has reared its ugly head again. I would be lying if I said that I always have my emotions under control. I am a very emotional person, which is not a bad thing, as long as those emotions are kept in check. And, I feel like God is definitely trying to tell me that I have a problem because I have had a person, who I consider to be very angry and abrasive, tell me that I am intimidating and I have read two devotionals this week about controlling emotions.I am by no means an angry person. There was a time, a few years ago when I was, though. It was a very scary time. Literally, everything and everyone made me angry. Members of my family, some of my friends, my job, even people at my church seemed to be constantly pushing my buttons. I felt almost powerless to stop it. However, one day after much prayer, I decided I did not want to be angry. I just woke up and realized that all of my anger was useless. It was not changing anyone's behavior and I literally felt like it was killing me. Letting go of that anger gave me such a sense of freedom. I stopped letting other people's actions dictate my happiness, and I thank God for delivering me from it.Now, I find myself starting to experience the same thing. I am not sure what the trigger is, but the anger has been coming back in spurts. Last week, I got so angry that I scared myself. The good news is that I recognize it and I know that I need to come up with a plan to calm myself down when I feel an episode of anger approaching. I didn't do a good job of it last week, but I am doing better this week. So, now when people make me angry, and it happened today, I stop, take a breath, say a prayer, and then deal with the situation. And, I even try to smile afterwards. It's a work in progress, but I don't want to mess up my witness by being an angry Christian, so I am willing to put in the work. Anger is a natural emotion. There are many things that should make us angry, but we have to handle it in a way that it doesn't ruin our credibility. Jesus got angry. If you read the Old Testament, you know that God got angry. But, the important part is how you manage that anger. Handling the situation in the right way will not only help your sanity, but it will also help build up the Kingdom. Ms. EV

Have you ever wondered what God sounds like? We definitely can communicate with Him, but sometimes, I admit, that I do too much talking and not enough listening. When I do try to be still, be quiet, and listen, my head often gets clouded with my own thoughts. Sometimes I find it difficult to determine which thoughts are my own, random ones and which are God speaking something into my heart.

Because God created me, He knows what I voices will break through and make me sure that He is speaking. And, I would venture to say that it is the same for you. When I was younger, and I was about to make a bad decision, I would hear my dad's voice telling me not to do whatever I was contemplating doing. You have to understand that my father has a booming and beautiful voice. He speaks with authority; we call him Mufasa. His voice calls for a reverent fear, so when I heard that voice in my head or in real life, it gave me pause about whatever situation was brewing. I am not saying that I always listened, but I could distinctly tell that God was trying to get my attention.As I have gotten older though, God has used my love for music to speak to me. One day, after hearing a couple of my songs, my mom said, "How do you come up with these?" I said, "Well, sometimes I am sitting around and words pop into my head, so I write them down, put them in a rhyme scheme, and then, the melodies kind of appear. Other times, I have a melody in my head, so, now that I have a guitar, I pluck out the melody and keep playing it until the words start forming." Either way, it is a very therapeutic exercise. The latter way happened with Worth Dying For and it happened again a couple of weeks ago.

I was sitting in my house and a melody was stuck in my head. At first, I thought it was a song I had heard, so I was trying to figure out what song it was, which can be a frustrating process. I got a message from a friend asking me how my music was going and I told her that I was at a stand still and was not really sure what to do. Then, the melody kept playing in my head, so I turned the television off and picked up my guitar. I strummed the chords over and over and just hummed until I felt this amazing peace in my spirit. And suddenly the humming turned into words, "'Cause, as far as I know, this is how it's supposed to be...This is where I'm supposed to be... ." I sent a message back to my friend letting her know that God had asnwered the question with a song. An amazing song, that, in His timing, I will record and perform, or that will just serve as a reminder for me when I have questions about my life.And, to top it off, as I sit this week and was beginning to feel the blues about another area of my life that seems to be in a holding pattern, God showed me this in His Word: "And don’t be wishing you were someplace else or with someone else. Where you are right now is God’s place for you. Live and obey and love and believe right there. God, not your marital status, defines your life" (1 Corinthians 7:17 MSG, emphasis added). So then, all I could do was sing:I'm not going to cryNo more tears falling from my eyesAnd I'll tell you why'Cause as far as I know this is how it's supposed to beI'm not going to sighNo more complaints from meAnd I'll tell you why'Cause as far as I know I'm right where I'm supposed to be...God still speaks. He speaks to the quiet places that no one knows about but you and Him. Allow Him to calm your mind, and settle your spirit, and give you peace that passes all understanding. Yes, we make mistakes, but God does not, so if you feel like you are in a holding pattern, perhaps God has you exactly where He needs you to be. If things have suddenly been shaken up in your life, consider that it is because God has you right where you're supposed to be. Ask Him. He will answer. Ms. EV

Growing up with siblings, it is inevitable that at some point, one or more siblings will have what one or more other siblings want. The items can be anything from toys to candy to clothes to money. Now, if you are the sibling who wants the commodity, you face the dreaded task of having to bargain with your sibling for said commodity. You know the drill, “I’ll do your chores for a week,” “I won’t bother you while you’re on the phone with your friends,” or “I won’t tell mom and dad that you were…when they thought you were…;” seems like it’s all about leverage with siblings. But, sometimes you have nothing with which to barter, and you are just hoping that your sibling will let you have or borrow whatever it is that you need. If you are the sibling with the hot commodity, you are in a fantastic situation. You can choose the payoff for the prized item. And, if there are multiple items from which to choose, you get to pick which one to let your sibling have or borrow. So, in this scenario, if the sibling receiving the item would prefer to have a different item, but has no leverage, the phrase, “Beggars can’t be choosers,” is often used. What this means is that, because one is in a needy position, he or she should be content with whatever item is acquired. After all, he or she is the one in need with nothing to offer in return. How then does someone with nothing to offer have the audacity to make demands about a loan or a gift? Having been in this situation with family members, friends, and students, I understand what it is like to offer assistance to someone who is in need only to have them tell me that they want something more or different. So, I get why people use this phrase in certain contexts. However, this idiom should never be used toward or by someone who is waiting on God for a blessing. It occurs to me, as I expand my visibility in the dating world, that I have a very specific “someone” for whom I am waiting. If you pinned me down, I could make a list, but honestly, I just know if someone will be a good fit for my quirks. I actually am glad that I have a lot of idiosyncrasies. It narrows down the amount of people I have to wade through to get to the right one. I am beginning to think that there may actually only be one person who can fit the mold. And, that is fine by me because: a) I only need one person to fit the mold; and b) I will know that this person is sent by God because it is really difficult to be the person I desire to have in my life. I am 34 years old. I am divorced and I have no children and a ticking biological bomb (yes, I meant to say bomb and not clock). I would love to have someone with whom I could go to dinner or cuddle on the couch or go to karaoke or sporting events. But I am not a beggar, and therefore, I can be a chooser. I once was a beggar. I was a desperate girl who just wanted to be in a relationship, so I compromised. I compromised who I was, what I wanted in life, what I deserved and what I believed in on more than one occasion for the sake of not being alone. But, at this point in my life, I have been alone for so long, that it would just seem silly to start making compromises now. I hear this all the time, “I’m not saying lower your standards; I’m just saying be more open. You never know where love will come from.” Um, actually, I do know where love comes from; it comes from God. He is the same God that I talk to all day every day; the same God that knows me inside and out and know that I am weird--er, um unique. God knows exactly what I want and what I need. I don’t think I hear Him saying, “Girl, sending you a man that fulfills all of your desires is just too hard for Me. Can you ease up a bit?” Rather, I think God is saying, “I made you who you are and I know you. You will know who to choose because you will know that I sent him because he will be the perfect one for you.” My best friend says, “Every pot has its lid.” And, I cannot help but think of my parents, who have been together for thirty-nine years. They are so different from each other, but they understand each other’s quirks and they are each other’s best friend. They don’t try to change each other. Okay, well my dad tries to get my mom to try weird food, but he would never leave her because she is not like him and vice versa. I am not a beggar, and beloved of God, neither are you. So, wait for what you want. Being a chooser does not make you uppity, suddity, bourgeois, or ungrateful. It makes you a human being who knows what he or she wants and trusts God to deliver on His promises. Now, run and tell that! Ms. EV

Has this ever happened to you? You are in the middle of a great story on the phone with a friend or a family member and they say, “Hold on a second, I have another call.” Okay, we all know that it never takes a second. So, you wait on pins and needle to find out if you rank above whomever else it is on the other line. Finally, they click back over, and say, “Okay, now finish your story,” but you have forgotten what you were talking about or the moment has passed and it’s not going to be as funny or interesting. I would love to say that I always give the people I talk with on the phone my undivided attention, but that would be a lie. I, too, have been known to click over. I blame the phone companies. Life was fine and dandy when people got a busy signal if you were on the phone and they had to go and ruin it by giving you the choice of who to talk to at any given time. Sure, it is helpful if you are waiting on news from a job interview or results from a doctor, so you don’t have to guard the phone with your life all day. Yet, call waiting, is another “convenience” that messes with the attention we give to each other. I am so grateful that God does not have or need call-waiting. Because He is omnipresent and omniscient, God can see and hear and know everything that is going on with everyone at the same time. He does not have to stop listening to Suzy’s prayer, so He can hear mine. He doesn’t have to click over on me, so that He can hear you. He hears every, “thank You,” every, “I love You,” every, “Lord, have mercy,” and every, “God, please help me!” He has an infinite attention span, which is good news for me because I love (and I mean LOVE) attention. We never have to worry that someone else’s trials are so huge that God does not have time to deal with our little issues. God does not categorize us like that; we do. Yes, sometimes it feels like God has us on hold. We may be watching someone else be delivered from hard times and wonder when it is our turn, but God has not forgotten you. He has not put you on hold. He has not hung up on you. And, most importantly, He still knows what is best for you. So, don’t give up. Like the old folks sing, “Jesus is on the main line. Tell Him what you want. Call Him up and tell Him what you want!” Ms. EV

I’m sitting here watching our high school’s biggest rival play a football game on national television. As I watch, I see four of the guys that my nephews played sports with in middle school being featured on national television. Now, our team, the team for which my nephews play, beat this rival and got beat by the team that they are playing, but they are on national television and my boys are at my parents’ house watching the game. They are great kids and they are awesome athletes. When the oldest was getting ready to leave middle school, I played a pretty big part in convincing their mom that they should go to our alma mater for academic and athletic reasons. It gave me the opportunity to keep an eye on them and their progress and to watch out for their best interests because I teach there. But, as I look at this game ad these other players on national television getting exposure to colleges, I feel that I owe the biggest of apologies to my nephews. My need to be in control possibly got in the way of their futures in athletics because their current coaches could care less about getting them national attention or even into college; all they care about is winning. One of my favorite quotes is, “We plan; God laughs.” Yet, I still have this inane need to feel in control; to interject myself in situations where God is telling me to just stay out of it. I know that God is able to rectify the situation. I know that not I (as in control as I think I am) can get in the way of his plans for those boys’ futures, or for that matter in the way of my own future. I can wish all day long that I had stayed out of it, but I didn’t, so at this point, all I can do is ask the boys’ forgiveness, ask God’s forgiveness, pray, and trust Him to chart out the best course for all of my nephews and my niece, and for me and everyone I care about. As for me, I will stay out of it. Ms. EV

I went to a homeowners' meeting last night for my condo association. All I wanted to know was if we were switching cable companies and how to get whichever neighbor is running a nightclub in their house to turn their bass down. I did not expect to hear that there is structural damage to all or most of our buildings due to shotty construction. I also did not expect to hear that our already outrageously high association dues might have to go up to cover the costs of some of the necessary repairs. And I didn't expect to hear that I would not be able to sell my condo any time soon. The new board blamed the old board. The old board members shot back at them. There was quite a ruckus. It was not at all what I expected. There literally was no good news at this meeting.Aside from thinking, "Now there's an hour and a half that I will never get back," I was also grateful that the God I serve is awesome. Even in the midst of such negativity, I left with a grin on my face because I am confident, that no matter what happens, God is on my side. I believe that He will keep me safe. I believe that He will either make it unnecessary for me to think about selling my place or make it possible for it to be sold or rented out if, for whatever reason (prayerfully marriage), I have to move out of my home. I have faith that if the dues go up, God will provide me with additional income to cover it or more wisdom over my current income to cover it.The bottom line is that, although sometimes we are hit with bad or unexpected news and it may seem that others are constantly approaching us with doom and gloom scenarios, nothing is suprising to God. We may be unprepared for what we face, but He is never unprepared. Our job is to have faith that He will come through for us in our time of need. Even if it gets to the, "Lord, if You had been here..." stage like it did with Martha and Mary, we have to know that God can work miracles, even when it seems all hope is lost. I know it's easy for me to say this because my issue, this time, was pretty benign, but we must have this faith even in the face of broken relationships, financial crises, bad health diagnoses, and spiritual turmoil. When I want to see one of God's greatest miracles, I don't need to flip through the pages of the Bible to find it; all I have to do is look in the mirror. I am living proof everyday that God is a miracle worker. So, don't let doom and gloom hinder your faith. Others may panic thinking that the sky is falling, but if the heavens are in fact coming down, that will just bring us closer to God. In the face of doom and gloom, remember that God is dependable and glorious! Ms. EV